The Problem

restless eyes
beg anxiously for sleep
yet they continue to dart
back and forth
in a dance with the devil
across my iPhone screen
I am the problem
I am society

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4 thoughts on “The Problem

  1. Your stuff is fantastic. I don’t get that many visitors on my blog. But usually try out other poets’ stuff who like mine. I can never relate to any of it. But yours I can. You’re less than half my age and living in America but your voice is so direct. Thanks! 🙂

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